Love Or Hate Novels & Stories

It's a matter of learning what will push you to that point. I've spilled blood. Out of luck or whatever anyone wants to call it. This crusade is fueled by love. A pretty, sparkling, soft emotion, capable of wreaking more havoc than hate. Hate can't dig under the skin the way love does. It doesn't alter your cells or spark chemistry. You'd bleed for someone you love, never someone you truly hate. But hate holds a dark power of its own. And right now, both hate and love are driving my decisions.

Killian wound up and knocked Alexi to the ground. Astrid walked around Liam and Astrid, placing her hand on Killian's shoulder. Love, look at me. He's not worth it. She looked down at Alexi, who was crouching, trying to regain his composure. "Listen to me, Mr. mutt king or whatever you call yourself. I will rule with my fated mate and no one else. You can give up your quest now or be destroyed." Astrid stared down at Alexi with all the power and elegance of a true queen with a hint of disgust in her eyes. She turned around and kissed Killan passionately. Alexi laughed a menacing laugh.

I clasped my palms together, hoping he would see the desperation in my eyes. “If you have any ounce of conscience, Eve, then you’ll marry me. Are you not afraid of Arthur finding out? Do you want to be back on the street, homeless?” He pushed me out of his way, leaving me on the ground while I cried till I was tired. I hate my father, I hate him so much that I wish he would just go to hell. It was because of him my mother died, and now—just when I was about to start a better life, his deeds are back to haunt me.

"See? You can't buy love with money or power. When someone loves another, they respect them, treat them well, and trust them. That's love. I want to be happy." Her words seemed sincere, but how could anyone only want love and kindness from another? She didn't understand that there are many assholes in this world and many traitors. There is no such thing as love that lasts forever. "That's just an illusion, which will break sooner or later, and you'll have to face reality." "Illusion or not, I want to try it." She stared into my eyes, and I stared back. Her lips were slightly parted, and I imagined how I would slip my tongue in and kiss her with all my might, kissing her until we could no lon

*Satvi Pov* “I hate you so much that no one in this world must have hated anyone like me.” Hate? I thought, chuckling with no humor in it. I may have hated him in the beginning when he blackmailed me and even married me planning his so-called revenge, but I don’t remember that feeling at all. I am such a liar! I thought, leaning on the cupboards. After getting out, I directly walked inside the kitchen and just sat on the floor with no plan of seeing him at all.

Perhaps I love her, yet there is something deep inside me that compels me to despise her. That right there is love, alpha..." Dillon spoke in a murmur. The opposite of loving someone is to hate them; this is the nature of the relationship between the two. He continued by saying, "You can't just tell someone that you detest them without a deeper explanation coming from their mouth," which was an additional point he made. "Love is not all about what we feel; it's all about how we can make that person stay with us till the end," said Robert Frost. "Love is not all about what we feel."

my dad said and broke my chain of thoughts. "But dad... I know grandpa and grandma is so fond of her. But it's absolutely absurd to marry just for that" I told him now frustrated. "As I said, know her better ok?" Was my dad’s only advice before he left. Shit! How can I get out this sham. I don't want to be in a loveless marriage or you could say I don’t want be in any kind of marriage. My mind has stoped work and I feeling like I am being dragged into this hell hole which has no way out.Through all this chaos, only one person can help me.I grab my phone from my suit pocket and dial my trusted friend Xavier.

“Hunter, I know you mean well, but I have no interest in dating right now.” After what happened with Jacob, I realized that I had put too much hope in men. Depending on someone else’s love to live was a pathetic way to exist. From this day forth, I wanted to live only for myself.

“Aw, dad, I understand Julian had bruised your ego so greatly after sleeping with the love of your life and getting your daughter pregnant." Mr. Parker bristled in anger. “SANDRA!" She smirked. “Isn't it funny. I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but hatred... hatred cradles you.”

Her heels were clicking on the floor and it annoyed Jonathan so much as he wasn’t used to that sound and more importantly, he was trying to focus on the newspaper. With a determined resolve, Hazel locked eyes with him. “I will only believe that my husband is dead when I see his lifeless body in the mortuary. Until then, all this talk of a levirate contract and marrying you is ultimate bullshit!” Her voice wavered slightly, but her conviction was unwavering and she was snarling at him.